Chapter 542: General Tianming breaks through(2/3)
If he turned around and wanted to run, it would definitely be too late.
Want to escape from the battlefield.
Now there is only one way he can do - find a way to defeat Qin Yu, then reverse his direction and return to the Chinese army camp as soon as possible.
As long as he has the protection of his soldiers, even if it is Qin Yu, it may not be an easy thing for him to take his own life!
Jian Shuo thought well.
Qin Yu really did not dare to rush into the formation to kill him under heavy guard.
Jian Shuo's strength was much stronger than Huangfu Song's.
Moreover, he himself was already on guard, and his military strength far exceeded that of Huangfu Song.
Rushing in hastily like this is simply a recipe for death.
But now the result is different.
Now that he has walked out, if Qin Yu can still let him go back.
That would be an underestimation of his current strength.
The distance of ten feet disappears in an instant.
The two confront each other.
Although Jian Shuo had just struck with all his strength, the true energy in his body was stagnant at this time and could not be moved.
But he endured the severe pain from the meridians in his body, forcefully swung his knife and slashed at Qin Yu again.
When Qin Yu saw this, he just grinned.
He held a long sword in his hand, and looking at the trajectory of Jian Shuo's swing, he just moved it forward slightly.
In an instant, the long sword in Qin Yu's hand came back first.
Before Jian Shuo's sword fell on him, it had already gone straight towards Jian Shuo's neck.
"Would you trade your injuries for your life?"
"Then come on!"
Jian Shuo is also a ruthless person.
He already understood it when he came into close contact with Qin Yu.
Now this is my only chance.
If he fails to seize this opportunity, with Qin Yu's strength, he may not even be able to cause any injury to Qin Yu in the future.
Might as well go all in.
If Qin Yu could be seriously injured and this extremely powerful warrior could be held down for a period of time.
Maybe Luoyang City will have a glimmer of hope in the future.
This is regarded as repaying Liu Hong's kindness for so many years.
"Whoa!"
The sword flashed and Jian Shuo's neck was directly penetrated.
However, at the same time his neck was penetrated.
The sword in his hand, which had exploded with all its power, had also fallen on Qin Yu.
Jian Shuo is smiling.
Although his vitality was constantly passing away, there was a joyful smile on his face.
Because he had already seen the sword he swung hit Qin Yu's unprepared waist heavily.
If this sword were to strike a warrior whose strength was comparable to his own, it would be a terrible blow.
It will definitely be able to cut it in two!
Even a strong man in the realm of refining the essence and transforming the gang will be seriously injured by this sword!
Lianzhenhuagang is also a human being!
He has just broken through the realm of refining truth and transforming into gang energy. Even if the true energy in his body is transformed into gang energy, how much can it be transformed into?
Unless the strength has already broken through.
Now all the true energy in the body has been transformed.
Otherwise, it is impossible to block the power of his sword!
"clang!"
Just when Jian Shuo was still barely maintaining his last bit of sanity.
He suddenly heard a loud sound of gold and iron clashing in his ears.
The sword in his hand seemed to be cutting directly on the steel plate.
He was directly ejected.
The thing that bounced off the sword in his hand was a wall of air that appeared inexplicably from the void.
"This is...what a terrifying aura..."
The smile on Jian Shuo's face suddenly solidified.
What replaced it was a deep panic and despair.
He finally understood.
With Qin Yu's strength, it might not be as difficult as he thought to conquer Luoyang.
As long as the Yellow Turban Army is willing to pay a certain price, there may be no chance of defeating Luoyang City!
"Everyone in the army, kill them!"
Zhang Mancheng roared like a tiger at the right time.
The Yellow Turban Army under his command has long been ready to attack.
Now I saw a young man in my team appear out of nowhere and directly kill the opponent's god-like and arrogant coach on the spot.
This moment of morale was like a dynamite barrel being ignited.
In stark contrast to the Yellow Turban Army were Jian Shuo's former subordinates.
None of them thought that Jian Shuo, a strong man, would die in front of the two armies.
When this happens.
A wave of chaos immediately broke out among their team.
Even the general is dead, how can they fight?
I don't even know the point of continuing to fight.
Ever since, the outcome of the war has become obvious.
Routines and cover-ups were not what Qin Yu cared about.
After he killed Jian Shuo, he no longer paid attention to the things around him.
Instead, it circulates the Gangqi in the body, covering the entire surrounding area of three feet.
None of the Yellow Turban troops charging forward dared to collide in Qin Yu's direction.
Coupled with Qin Yu's expanded body-protecting aura, naturally no one is qualified to influence him.
Now, he is constantly running the Taihuang Dao Jue, swallowing all the luck in Jian Shuo's body in front of him into his own body.
Strong luck turns into powerful resources.
Under the circulation of Gang Qi in his body, it was like adding a handful of dry firewood.
The fire is burning.
The Gang Qi in his body, which had already reached its limit, also began to change under this situation.
Zhang Mancheng saw that something was wrong with Qin Yu's state.
He didn't care to chase down the defeated officers and soldiers.
He immediately ordered his personal guards to surround Qin Yu's position.
Let no one come near where he is.
At this time, Han Zhong and Sun Xia no longer had the interest to pursue the officers and soldiers.
They all focused their attention on Qin Yu.
Look at Qin Yu with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.
They couldn't help but stare at each other, and for a moment they were all silent.
After a while, Sun Xia on the side finally seemed to come to his senses.
To be continued...